I refuse to believe that you and I were meant to be a romantic accident or a star crossed love affair,
For the constellations that spelled out our name together in the night sky; knows that we were more than just two people destined to meet,
fall in love,
but not last long enough to become each others.
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After You Left
Şiircomplete poetry collection, over 70 poems from my darkest times and issues with love